"Numbers?" That has her brows lifting, a flicker of interest brightening her eyes. "Is that common in your world?"
Her fingers smooth along Mirri Maz Duur's pod. The woman inside it, older, asleep. No less evil for what she'd done to her family.
When 76 speaks, she falls silent, watching him steadily, not even a flicker of emotion crossing her features. And then, she inclines her head, saying, "The Usurper, the Mad Queen, the Masters, and the witch. I cannot speak for the Mountain."
It seems she's made her mind up, for she turns to the witch's pod and begins running gloved fingers along the seams of it.
"This witch made me barren. Killed my husband. She used blood magic to do it." More fiddling, as she re-familiarizes herself with the device which also held her, months ago. "I've already killed her once for those crimes. Should she awaken, she exists on borrowed time."
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Her fingers smooth along Mirri Maz Duur's pod. The woman inside it, older, asleep. No less evil for what she'd done to her family.
When 76 speaks, she falls silent, watching him steadily, not even a flicker of emotion crossing her features. And then, she inclines her head, saying, "The Usurper, the Mad Queen, the Masters, and the witch. I cannot speak for the Mountain."
It seems she's made her mind up, for she turns to the witch's pod and begins running gloved fingers along the seams of it.
"This witch made me barren. Killed my husband. She used blood magic to do it." More fiddling, as she re-familiarizes herself with the device which also held her, months ago. "I've already killed her once for those crimes. Should she awaken, she exists on borrowed time."